All language subtitles for The Collector - S02E04 - The Pharmacist

Are you Gene?

Who wants to know?

I'm a reporter.

I'm looking for some information
about a guy who might be really bad news.

A killer, actually.

I won't make you think I know
anything about a person like that.

There's 20 bucks in it. Says you do.

I don't know anybody for 20 bucks.

How about 50? Him.

You know this guy?

We've crossed paths, do you?

Yeah, so?

Look, there.

Yeah, but that was over 20 years ago.

What's his name?

Look, you don't understand. It
can't be him. He was just a kid.

The jumper? His name was Harry
Yannick. Best safe cracker in the business.

After he died, cops tried to pin it on me.

Said I killed my best friend.

I didn't spend ten minutes trying to
find the guy who really did it. Look,

I'm really sorry about
your friend. I really am.

I saw this guy hanging around Harry a
couple days before he died. Then afterwards,

he disappeared. I've been
looking for him for a very long time.

And now you're gonna tell
me where I can find him.

He can't be the guy.

You don't really want
to see me again, do you?

All right, all right, all right.

All I know...

Because his name is Morgan Pym.

Isn't it lovely?

Then recently he made me
the most interesting proposal

he wants to seek
salvation for his clients.

I decided to let him try.

For now.

Hungry?

I hate Chinese food.

Since when?

I don't know. Whenever.
You can't live on heroin.

Thanks for stopping by.

You're not sleeping, either.

Your light's on all night.

It's too hot to sleep, and I'm
having bad dreams, all right?

Dreams about what?

Maya, maybe you should talk to somebody.

Yeah, maybe I should.

You never bring me Chinese food.

This is your fault. You gave her
the drugs. You hooked her again.

Just a little anesthetic. She's
going through a difficult time.

She could end up back on the streets.

Considering that she was one
of the women in your life,

I think she's getting off easy. I mean,
better hell on earth than real hell forever.

By the way, speaking of hell,

another one of your clients is
on her way to the big barbecue.

Give me the name.

Theo Matsoukas.

My name is Morgan Pym.

I'm here about your deal.

So what did he say? Is
he going to let me live?

The devil?

I haven't tried to get rich or famous.

I just used it like he wanted me to.

I don't know what you mean.

The jar, he didn't say anything to you?

He doesn't tell me
what people's deals are.

That would make it easier
for them to find redemption.

You mean you're here to help me?

Yeah.

Why don't you tell me about your deal?

I had lung cancer.

I fought it every way I
could. Chemo, radiation.

I even tried some experimental treatments.

But nothing worked.

So you asked the devil to cure you?

I was dying anyway.

Desperate.

And he gave me this.

It only took a quarter of it to cure you?

It only took a single dose, 15 milligrams.

Barely a teaspoon.

It was almost instantaneous.

Within a few days, I was
back to perfect health.

And that was it?

That was just the beginning. I was
terrified someone would find out.

I question my miraculous
recovery. The devil warned

me if anyone did find out,
I'd go straight to hell.

I wouldn't even get my 10 years.

So what'd you do?

I stayed at my job, kept on with
my daily routine, living in fear.

I realized I'd sold my
soul for nothing except

more of the same
crappy life I'd always had.

Only now, at the end of
it, I was going to hell.

I was desperate.

And then one day, this customer came in.

Ina Gemerti.

These can't be taken with any
other painkillers or with alcohol.

No booze? Damn, there go
the all night parties.

Sorry, lung cancer.

It only hurts when I laugh.

And the big joke is, I
never even smoked. I'm

sorry. Hey, it's okay. I got three months.

I'm gonna make the most of them.

Can you wait here for just a minute?

I think I might have
something that will help that cough.

And she was cured?

She didn't come back
for any more medication.

So I called her house. And I told
her I needed to check my records.

Her cancer was completely cured.
And that's when I knew it was a sign.

A sign?

From the devil.

He'd given me a choice by
giving me more of the medicine

than I could ever
possibly need for myself.

It was a challenge to see if I could
overcome my own selfishness, and I have.

Ever since then, I've been curing people
with cancer, only the inoperable ones,

always in secret, just
like he wanted me to.

The devil isn't in the
business of helping people do good.

Why not?

He gave you permission
to help people. If he

was completely evil, why would he do that?

Even if you've helped people,
nothing you've done has stopped the clock.

There must be some other amends
you need to make. Yeah, but what?

What can I possibly do that would be
more important than curing cancer?

I think we need to take another
look at the people you've helped. No.

If they find out I cured them, if they
find out about the powder, I go to hell.

Mrs. Matsoukas, you
can't hide in this pharmacy

and wait for the devil to forgive you.

It won't happen.

Oh, my God, I know what's wrong. I
didn't cure enough people. What?

He must have wanted me
to use up the whole jar.

What am I going to do? It's been ten
years, and I've only used a quarter of it.

If what you've done so far hasn't worked,

doing more of it isn't
going to work better.

Have you ever had cancer?

Then you don't know what it feels like.

Feeling it inside you,
eating you, killing you.

And if you don't think
spending the last 48 hours of my life

curing as many people as I
can is a good use of my time,

it makes me wonder who's more
evil here, you or the devil.

Hello. It's Jerry Slate. I
have to see you right away.

I'm sorry, I'm busy.

It's an emergency, all right?

Waterfront Park, 10 minutes.

Thought you decided to find
somebody else to follow around. Listen,

there's something I've got to tell you.

I made a mistake.

Have you ever heard of a
guy named Harry Young?

No.

You never heard of him? No, I don't know
a guy named Harry Yannick. Okay, listen,

the thing is, he died in 1983, and I
was talking to a guy, a friend of his,

who was carrying around
this, clipping with a photo,

and in the photo there
was a man walking away,

and this man was a dead ringer for you.

Slate, how old do I look?

Oh, I don't know. Early 30s.

Then how old would I have been in 1983?

I know it sounds crazy. I
know that. You're right. Good.

We finally agree on something.
No, but that wasn't my mistake.

This guy Gene I was talking to...

Well, he's not a very nice person.

I got his name from a
police contact friend of mine.

And Gene, he was carrying
this clipping with this photo

because he thought that
the man in the photo,

the one that looked like
you, killed his friend.

And you gave him my name.

I didn't have a
choice. He grabbed my purse.

He saw where I work. He saw where I live.

He saw a picture of my son.

I'll make you a deal.

I can handle Gene.

But you've got to promise
me you'll stop following me.

It's for your sake, Jerry,
and your son's. Please, stop.

Hi.

Sorry, I'm Dr. Burris.

You must be Miss Kandinsky, right?

What can I do for you?

Well, I'm not sure.

I've been feeling really
weird for the last month.

Weird? How exactly?

Like, uncomfortable in my own skin.

And I'm seeing things sometimes.

Little gray men, pink elephants.

Me.

But another me.

Like, I look in the mirror, and
it's me, but with another face.

Look, I'm not crazy. I just need you
to give me something to calm me down.

Can't you give me something?

I could, but I think you've had enough
drugs already, don't you? Maya, Maya.

Here I make you a brand new
body, and what do you do?

You just start pumping drugs
into it, just like the old one.

These things don't grow on trees,
you know. I think I've been very,

very patient with you,
but it's gotta stop.

Well, you're going to OD
again. You need to stop resisting.

Just relax and enjoy your new flesh.

Maybe that's the problem.

You haven't had a chance to
break this one in, have you?

Hmm?

Well, if Morgan's not
going to do the dirty work,

Let me wrap this up for you.

Mommy, I want to go home.

I know, sweetie, but
this will make you better.

Give this to her twice a day with meals.

Make sure you finish
the whole prescription.

I know, thanks.

Working days now?

Please, just leave me alone.

I'll take care of my own redemption.

By trying to use up all the powder?

I've been going
through all my old records.

I've made a list of
customers that are taking

medications related to cancer treatments.

I'll call them. Tell them it's
time for a follow-up treatment.

Don't you think you better
see how your old patients

are doing before you give
the powder to new ones?

I'm doing some research, too.

Track down the first person to give the
powder to, Ina Jamurthy, in a rest home.

See there?

If she's still alive after ten years,

that proves the powder must
be working for everybody.

Look, I'm sorry I got angry with you.

Please, I can do so much
more good if you help me.

All right, on one condition.

You say you feel well, but you and I
both know that doesn't mean you are well.

The benefits from the devil's deal
fall apart in the last 48 hours,

which means the cancer could be coming
back, and you're just not feeling it yet.

I want to do some blood tests.

You?

I've been studying
medicine for a long time.

I can arrange for a university
research lab where I can work undisturbed.

I know you don't want
to hurt anyone, Theo.

It's the only way to be
sure the powder is safe.

Hey, Tiger, what are you hungry for?

I got a wide variety of frozen dinners.

I'll even let you nuke them.

Jerry Slade? It's Gene.

I can't find your friend.

Look, I'm telling you, he can't be
the guy in the photo. Don't lie to me.

I want to know where he lives.

Listen, I don't know. I
really don't know, I swear.

Well, maybe I should come over so
we can talk about him in person.

Babe? Are you okay?

Tiger?

Is this your doctor?

I wanted to be, but my
education was interrupted.

When you sold your soul?

You take this so personally,
I just assumed you did too.

Where'd you study?

With an old woman.

Her midwife in her hut.

You're kidding.

She lived in a hut?
Where was this? Bora Bora?

Nuremberg.

Since when do they have huts in Germany?

Since 1346.

I was 24 years old.

So you'd like to work in the garden?

Yes, Father. I loved plants.

That's when things start to go
wrong. When I cared so much.

Your potions and bruise heal nothing.
God decides who will be sick and who well,

who will live and who will
die. Not that old woman.

And certainly not you.

He punished you for helping someone?

He thought the cure came from the devil.

Well, if it worked, who
cares where it came from?

When's the last time you slept?

Why don't you try to get some sleep, and
I'll wake you when I've got the results.

You sure he'll be at the side dress?

He'll get there about 5.30 in the morning.

He's a night owl.

So what's your bone with this guy?

Let's just say we
disagree on medical ethics.

You really ought to give those up.

How long have I been asleep?

Six hours.

We'll have to go soon.

You're not done with my blood work?

Your blood is completely free
of the anti-malignant antibody.

You don't have cancer.

Then what are you doing?

Analyzing the powder the devil gave you.

What?

Where did you get it?

I took it while you were at lunch.
I didn't think you'd give it to me.

But you know it works now.

Why do you need to analyze it?

Theo, if the devil's
giving you the cure for cancer,

you can't just use it to help a few
more customers from your pharmacy.

Don't you think I've thought about that?

I thought about having
it analyzed, synthesized.

But if anyone traces the powder back to
me, how can I explain where I got it?

If we publicize it, everyone
will find out about my deal.

Even if I save myself, I still go to hell.

You have a responsibility. You
were God's chosen instrument, Morgan.

Morgan, you were the one.

Ten million people get cancer every year.

Six million people die from it.

And sending me to hell
for eternity is a small

price to pay for saving all
those people. Is that it?

I thought you wanted to
save my soul, not condemn it.

I do want to save it.

Did you think your redemption
was going to be something easy?

Something pleasant, something safe?

It's not the way it works.

I'm sorry.

I do. I want to help
people, but I'm scared.

The powder has a complex molecular
structure. I don't have time to analyze it.

I'll have to feed it into the
university mainframe, get the results later.

And then?

And then we'll talk.

Yeah, yeah, I know 104 is high.
I know. Yes, I gave him Tylenol.

I would hope it would bring his
fever down. No, no, I don't. Look,

I don't think I'm gonna
take him to the clinic

tonight because it's
the middle of the night,

okay? And it's not safe, it's dark.

Look, Rachel, I know what I'm doing, okay?

He's gonna be fine.
Look, I gotta go, okay?

If you hear about drugs...
I don't care about drugs.

I'm here for payback.

I don't know how much you spent on
plastic surgery to stay so young.

You should have had
them make you a new face,

because this one just caught up with you.

I know you talked to that reporter.

She's made a mistake, and she knows it.

I saw you with Harry. He didn't
shake you for two days before he died.

He didn't tell me what was
going on, but you killed him.

I don't know what you're talking about.

That's okay. I'm not here for
a confession. What the hell?

Give me that gun!

That is you.

Yeah. So did you kill his friend?

His friend was a client of mine.

And you couldn't save him?

I wasn't saving people back then.

What are you doing?

Making it look like a
robbery. I'll have to move the body.

I'll drop the wallet across town.

No one will ever trace it back here.

You've done this before. Yes,
I've done this before 10,000 times.

It's in every city in the world.

For centuries. Do you
have any more questions?

Sorry.

I just...

I was hoping I'd never be
responsible for another death.

I was hoping I'd never
send another person to hell.

And you know the worst
part is, is I don't even

remember his friend's
name. There were so many.

I was in such a hurry yesterday.

I forgot to get this
filled. I'm sorry, we're closed.

Please.

It's not for my daughter, it's for me.

It's like stage leukemia.

I don't have a lot of time left
with my little girl, you know?

It's the only way I can function.

Please.

I think I might have
something that'll help you.

Look, I'm not gonna bring him in.

Because I don't want to wake him up, okay?

He's asleep.

Yes, yes, it's serious.

I wouldn't be calling
if it wasn't serious.

Look, there's like ten
doctors listed in that office.

Don't any of them care enough
about a sick kid to make a house call?

I heard you come in.

I still can't sleep.

I think I'm losing it.

I feel so hopeless.

It's not like I even had a
goal or a dream or whatever.

I can't even remember
what it was I wanted.

I just know that I'm
never going That's it.

I'd make it better if I could.

I got back the results of the analysis.

The powder is inert.

Components of the powder
are incredibly complex,

but the bottom line is there's no way it
could have any effect on the human body.

That's impossible.

The powder cured me. It's cured others.

It was never the powder.

The cure must have come
from the devil himself.

But that doesn't make any sense.

If there wasn't a larger purpose to
it, why give me so much of the powder?

It's obvious.

It's obvious, isn't it?

He knew it would distract you from
discovering your real amends when the time came.

He made me a healer. That must
mean something. You're not a healer.

This is all a trick.

This proves I was right.

If the powder only
works because of the devil,

that means that I have to use it up before

the end of my deal. This is my redemption.

The devil carried you as
a part of your bargain.

You don't know what he's done to those
other people you've given the powder to.

I've helped people. I
haven't hurt anybody.

If you really believe that, then show me.

Take me to see your first patient.

Take me to see Aina Jamerty.

Mrs. Jamerty, do you remember me?

You came into my pharmacy several years
ago when you were getting cancer treatments.

How are you doing? Are you
sick? Is that why you're here?

There's nobody left to take care of me.

But it's my own fault.

Why do you say that?

My son, he died 35 years old.

I'm so sorry.

If anybody was going to die of
lung cancer, it should have been me.

Lung cancer?

My son wasn't religious, but I'm a
Buddhist. I believe in the laws of karma.

My own cancer came on so fast.

One day I'm fine. A few days
later, I get diagnosed as terminal.

I thought it was because
I did something bad in

another life that I got
to pay for, you know.

Then three weeks later,
my cancer just disappears.

My son was so happy for me.

He says to me, see, Mama,
see, you didn't do nothing bad.

And then we found out he had it.

Whatever it was I did, my son
shouldn't have suffered for it.

Thank you for seeing us.

What's going on?

I remember now the first time I met her.

It was right after I
took my dose of the powder.

Ina was the first person I touched.

And then she got what I had.

I gave it to her.

You think the powder
made the cancer contagious?

Whoa.

These pink pills work a lot
faster than my other ones.

Come on, Mom. We gotta get
you to the doctor, okay?

All right.

It all makes sense.

I infected her.

And then when I gave her the
cure, she passed it on to her son.

That's why the devil gave
you so much of the powder.

So you could do more damage.

Let me wrap this up for you.

Oh my god!

Are you sure she didn't take
the medicine in the store?

She said she can only take them twice a
day, so she waits as long as she can.

Hi, I need to talk to you
about the prescription I gave you.

Yeah, it's funny, I just
took them, but I don't

think I needed to. I'm feeling so good.

Stop!

Just stop it, will you?

Swear to God, your brain is
like a hamster on a wheel.

It's running around and around.

I'm so sad.

Everything's so terrible.

Why was I even born? This
isn't all about you, you know.

I have plans.

Schedules to keep. The
universe doesn't just run by itself.

You want to kill yourself?

Fine.

Just shut up.

What can I do?

Nothing.

I'll be all right in a minute.
My body can fight off anything.

It's been 40 minutes already.
Does it usually take this long?

We've got less than a day.

We still need to figure
out what your redemption is.

Every person that I cured passed
fatal cancer over someone else.

I've killed dozens of people
by proxy, maybe even hundreds.

There's no way I can make up for that.

In every case, there's always some way
to make amends. We're missing something.

We should contact the other people
you've treated. Do you have a list?

I'll see if I can make one.

We just rest.

Thank you. I really appreciate
this. When I called over to the office,

they said I was crazy for asking
somebody to make a house call.

Well, I've always prided myself
on offering personal service.

Let's take a look at
the little guy, shall we?

Gabe, the doctor's here.

Let's take a look at that
little chest, shall we, Gabe?

Your little heart is just racing.

You were God's chosen instrument, Morgan.

Morgan, you were the one
destined to discover a cure for plague.

Now it won't be known for
another half a millennium.

God isn't the greatest
killer in history, Morgan.

You are.

You'll kill a hundred million
before your damage is done,

and all I had to do to
divert you from God's purpose

was dangle a bit of
female flesh in front of you.

Don't worry, we'll see her again.

What do you mean? Did you really
think that you could use my help

to save her without casting a
shadow on her soul as well?

What time is it?

Almost dawn.

You have to get to work.
Only a few hours left.

You're too sick.

I'm sorry I got so mad at the lab. I
wanted you to make up for the damage I did.

It's all right. The important
thing is that you get well.

I don't think I'm going
to get well this time.

I've seen how you can heal.
It's only a matter of time.

God decides who will be sick and
who will live and who will die.

I think this is God's punishment.

Well, you have been a naughty boy.

I...

Me again.

This is going to be an
interesting contest.

Cancer versus collector.

Irresistible force meets immovable object.

Which killer will prevail?

Well, it's really no
concern of yours anymore.

It is.

He tried to save me.

Oh, that's all taken care of.

Look at his phone.

See?

You saved yourself, silly. You're free.

Scoot.

Go on, get out of here.

But all I did was take Morgan to see
that woman, the little girl's mother.

Morgan is the one who
saved the girl, not me.

Hmm, it's a puzzler.

Saving the little girl
wasn't your redemption.

That means the people who died
weren't the ones who balanced your deal.

But if it wasn't them,
then who got the bad luck?

The cancer.

Bingo!

What?

It's a life form.

It wasn't people who
were harmed by your deal.

Every time you cured
someone, the cancer was threatened.

So you made it contagious.

Amazingly clear thinking for
someone with a fever of 147 degrees.

I just kept the score even while
you went around being a healer.

Every time you saved somebody.

I gave the cancer somewhere else to go.

You killed all those people.

I have to protect my own.

After all, I brought
cancer into this world.

And he's already found a cure for
my cute little plague, Vasilis.

But I didn't do it on purpose. I
didn't know. You say tomato, I say tomato.

I guess I'll be seeing you soon.

One way or the other.

He's right.

Go.

I was going to give him this medicine,
and it was weird because there was no label.

What do you mean there's no
Dr. Burris in your office?

You people called me when
he was on his way over here.

Mom? Mom?

It's me, Maya.

Is Ty there? I need to talk to him.

No, Mom, please, is Tyler there?

I need you.

I need you to come here right now.

Can you get a flight?

I need my little brother.

Morgan? Morgan?

Who are you here?

There's still two minutes left.

Until what?

Until my ten years would have been up.

And that means the
powder might still work.

No.

God will decide my fate.

God isn't doing this to you.

It's him, the devil.

And this isn't even about you. I
mean, you always healed before.

Why is this time different? It's me.

He's testing me.

I have my own sins to pay for.

So what?

I should just walk away?

Leave you here fighting
this thing forever? Or worse,

what if it kills you?
Where will you go? No.

You're free.

Go.

See ya.

There's a time for everyone to die.

I know that now.

But this isn't the time.

I'll see you in heaven.

Gabe.

You don't have a fever anymore.

Are you okay?

Jerry Slade.

Oh, hi. Can I call you
back a little later?

Gene? Yeah? Yeah, I went to see him. Why?

No, I didn't know anything about that.